15 and suicidal
Black out and I'll turn homicidal
In a mental hospital for a suicide attempt.
The overdose they tried to prevent.
Ran away from home for third time was never gonna look back.
But hope is what I lack.
So threw the days I where gone I wrote poetry trying to hold back from hanging on rope.
I did so much to cope.
But getting force back home in all the stress.
I tried kill myself and turned into a messs.
Now I am out still depressed but I hide it better I guess that's okay
Maybe I'll be happy some day
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poems
PoetryA book of poems, I've been writing through out the years. Most are sad and depressing and others are love that gets destroyed. Some I relate to and some I dont.
